tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039407930743334275.post6592335552834776098..comments2023-06-02T06:24:27.404-06:00Comments on Plain Talk and Ordinary Wisdom: The Preciousness of LifePathttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14342681914492890553noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039407930743334275.post-79912801316778377132008-03-03T08:26:00.000-07:002008-03-03T08:26:00.000-07:00Kelly - Thank you for sharing this tender and hear...Kelly - Thank you for sharing this tender and heartfelt comment. It seems at times like these there's a deep place that's touched, one that would have never been touched otherwise; and even though it hurts, we come through it feeling more depth in love and gratitude for life itself. I'm sorry for the loss of your stepbrother. And I'm thankful that this post was able to remind you of him and the love you two share. Love truly is forever in this life and the one beyond.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14342681914492890553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039407930743334275.post-16944342482478033502008-03-02T21:39:00.000-07:002008-03-02T21:39:00.000-07:00Beautiful post, Pat.I try to remember every day th...Beautiful post, Pat.<BR/><BR/>I try to remember every day that life is a gift and should not be squandered with fear, criticism and loveless actions. <BR/><BR/>I was blessed with the opportunity to learn this lesson relatively young when my stepbrother was killed in a car accident. he died at the tender age of 16, and a huge part of my dealing with his loss was me also dealing with the finality of his journey. All the things he would never get to do, all the things we take for granted are possible tomorrow.<BR/><BR/>I was only 20 at the time, but I vowed then that I would face life head first, that I would love whole heartedly, that I would never turn away from someone in need. Some days I'm more successful than others, but that's okay because life is imperfection. Love is perfect and imperfect all at the same time. Love is all there is.<BR/><BR/>Thanks for reminding me again.<BR/>KellyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039407930743334275.post-24584952133361664462008-03-01T07:59:00.000-07:002008-03-01T07:59:00.000-07:00Tom - thank you for your comment and I am very sor...Tom - thank you for your comment and I am very sorry for the loss of your Dad. It is at times like these when the realness and seriousness of life comes rushing in and yet, with it, there's a love and tenderness only a higher power can provide. I'm sure you felt that.<BR/><BR/>There's a book out by Mitch Albom called <A CATEGORY="books" SEARCH="For One More Day" TYPE="amzn">For One More Day</A> (also a movie was made for TV) where a man messes up his life with alcohol and his mother dies. He didn't get a chance to say goodbye either. But she visits him in spirit and they get to spend one more day together.<BR/><BR/>I'm touched and honored that this post helped you in those sacred moments - thank you.<BR/><BR/>BlessingsPathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14342681914492890553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039407930743334275.post-75838010800523571672008-03-01T04:48:00.000-07:002008-03-01T04:48:00.000-07:00Yes, Pat, very wonderful work and well put togethe...Yes, Pat, very wonderful work and well put together. Talk about setting priorities, wow; could there even be one more powerful than connecting with those we love?<BR/><BR/>My Dad passed this year and due to my busyness I missed the opportunity for a final hug and a final goodbye while he was still with us. I assumed I'd always have time. We don't. I’m grateful that you’ve for put things in sacred perspective for me so I can see what really matters once again.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039407930743334275.post-30434430363028830172008-02-29T22:39:00.000-07:002008-02-29T22:39:00.000-07:00Patricia - thank you so much for commenting. I agr...Patricia - thank you so much for commenting. I agree. Love really is all that there is and to sense how precious our lives are is just as important. Living and feeling it everyday, in every moment, is something we can strive for and get better at as we go along.Pathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14342681914492890553noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3039407930743334275.post-89331516248005383352008-02-29T22:34:00.000-07:002008-02-29T22:34:00.000-07:00Beautifully written, Pat. You bought tears to my ...Beautifully written, Pat. You bought tears to my eyes. Love really is all that there is. Love is our true purpose in life. To me, the gift of the tragedy of 911 was the compassion that was felt around the world and expressed by so many people that would not have normally felt or expressed the wonderful emotion of compassion. Compassion is love at work.Patricia Singletonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14114250171020836470noreply@blogger.com